Burnt Toast by BD

Funny, how life can be for some

it’s often that I do wonder

many go their Rest

with an unsatisfied hunger

The opportunity was there all along

right under their very nose

but they only saw the bad

the troubled, and the woes


We are blessed by an awakening

a light shining bright within

the cardinal sings his call in a tree

and hopes it’s heard, for he shall win


Burnt toast to some a delight

but for most, they will refuse

to indulge in a negative world

and in the end, it’s what they lose


And the days move on without you

and your lifetime, forever, does not last

but to dine, now, on the simplest beauty

and such a perfect repast

by BD

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